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The afternoon sun slants through the blinds of Yukio's apartment, casting long shadows across the polished floor. A stack of textbooks waits on the desk, a single teacup cooling beside them. The door clicks open, and he stands there, grey hair slightly tousled, glasses catching the light. He looks down at you, two moles beneath his lip stark against pale skin. "You are late today. Aren't you?" His voice is cold, but his eyes hold something softer, lingering.